Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
When I f*cking talk, I don't wanna hear you speak
Looking like a decoy, talking about me boy
Hit you in yo teeth boy, who the f*ck is this guy
You can call me Xtra cause I'm next up, no re-deploy
Let me slow it down for a minute, clown for a minute
Repping for the town when I'm in it, down for the killing
'Preciate the time that I'm in it, lines full of women
I'll stick around, shit I'm chilling, Tryna make a million
(F*ck a nigga bitch tho)
Let's get to stacking, these fake rappers over rated
Like the real from the fake, let's keep these niggas separated
Been a G out the Gate, avoiding cross-contamination
I've been working all night, and volunteering for the bacon
Niggas is clueless they know I do this I'm the Realest
This for my loonies and all my goonies, Better feel it
Go get a bag, come shake that ass, Let it stack up
Tell a Broke bitch we don't give a f*ck, uhh
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet (f*cking with a...)
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
F*cking with a G like a me, Bitch it's money rippin massive
Get shit off the ground before it need to f*cking happen
X marks the spot, I don't need a f*cking map
And I stretch a hoe out like elastic
I'm back with the grip on things, I found my wings
You know you can't step up to king, my crown and rings
Been blasting, Smashin in the Whip, that old school shit
My niggas know if we don't sail, we don't bail ship
(Shout out to my piers tho)
I've been too jaded and now I'm faded off this rap shit
John Wick the pussy and make the titties hit a backflip
My tounge is a killa, I'm hitting off niggas and wackness
I'm peeling you cap, I'm running it back like E. Smith
Know I'm a villain, I'm Freeza, you Krillin (thats f*cked up)
Talking that shit that don't need to be mentioned (get f*cked up)
Swear they big mad, bitch kiss my ass
Bet when XDaKing step on the beat, he's bound to SPAZ
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet (f*cking with a...)
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
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Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
When I f*cking talk, I don't wanna hear you speak
Looking like a decoy, talking about me boy
Hit you in yo teeth boy, who the f*ck is this guy
You can call me Xtra cause I'm next up, no re-deploy
Let me slow it down for a minute, clown for a minute
Repping for the town when I'm in it, down for the killing
'Preciate the time that I'm in it, lines full of women
I'll stick around, shit I'm chilling, Tryna make a million
(F*ck a nigga bitch tho)
Let's get to stacking, these fake rappers over rated
Like the real from the fake, let's keep these niggas separated
Been a G out the Gate, avoiding cross-contamination
I've been working all night, and volunteering for the bacon
Niggas is clueless they know I do this I'm the Realest
This for my loonies and all my goonies, Better feel it
Go get a bag, come shake that ass, Let it stack up
Tell a Broke bitch we don't give a f*ck, uhh
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet (f*cking with a...)
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
F*cking with a G like a me, Bitch it's money rippin massive
Get shit off the ground before it need to f*cking happen
X marks the spot, I don't need a f*cking map
And I stretch a hoe out like elastic
I'm back with the grip on things, I found my wings
You know you can't step up to king, my crown and rings
Been blasting, Smashin in the Whip, that old school shit
My niggas know if we don't sail, we don't bail ship
(Shout out to my piers tho)
I've been too jaded and now I'm faded off this rap shit
John Wick the pussy and make the titties hit a backflip
My tounge is a killa, I'm hitting off niggas and wackness
I'm peeling you cap, I'm running it back like E. Smith
Know I'm a villain, I'm Freeza, you Krillin (thats f*cked up)
Talking that shit that don't need to be mentioned (get f*cked up)
Swear they big mad, bitch kiss my ass
Bet when XDaKing step on the beat, he's bound to SPAZ
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet (f*cking with a...)
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
When I f*cking talk, I don't wanna hear you speak
Looking like a decoy, talking about me boy
Hit you in yo teeth boy, who the f*ck is this guy
You can call me Xtra cause I'm next up, no re-deploy
Let me slow it down for a minute, clown for a minute
Repping for the town when I'm in it, down for the killing
'Preciate the time that I'm in it, lines full of women
I'll stick around, shit I'm chilling, Tryna make a million
(F*ck a nigga bitch tho)
Let's get to stacking, these fake rappers over rated
Like the real from the fake, let's keep these niggas separated
Been a G out the Gate, avoiding cross-contamination
I've been working all night, and volunteering for the bacon
Niggas is clueless they know I do this I'm the Realest
This for my loonies and all my goonies, Better feel it
Go get a bag, come shake that ass, Let it stack up
Tell a Broke bitch we don't give a f*ck, uhh
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet (f*cking with a...)
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
F*cking with a G like a me, Bitch it's money rippin massive
Get shit off the ground before it need to f*cking happen
X marks the spot, I don't need a f*cking map
And I stretch a hoe out like elastic
I'm back with the grip on things, I found my wings
You know you can't step up to king, my crown and rings
Been blasting, Smashin in the Whip, that old school shit
My niggas know if we don't sail, we don't bail ship
(Shout out to my piers tho)
I've been too jaded and now I'm faded off this rap shit
John Wick the pussy and make the titties hit a backflip
My tounge is a killa, I'm hitting off niggas and wackness
I'm peeling you cap, I'm running it back like E. Smith
Know I'm a villain, I'm Freeza, you Krillin (thats f*cked up)
Talking that shit that don't need to be mentioned (get f*cked up)
Swear they big mad, bitch kiss my ass
Bet when XDaKing step on the beat, he's bound to SPAZ
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet (f*cking with a...)
Niggas say they G's but I'm only seeing strings
Talking like he know me, but who the f*ck is he
They playing my shit like my songs on repeat
You better watch ya feet
Writer: Brandon Abraham, Xavier Wade
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid